This is a song about "Losing a sister to drugs"

It devoured him, drugs allowed him to drown in a boundless pit

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Babbling with no manners, singin' like anna, when she first sang to her sister

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Like a transformation from drugs to employed placement

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Foolishly took to drugs, a newly shook thug doped up on stuff like ecstasy

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

To become a pimp, no drugs or tobacco

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money

I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,

Pockets probably like fried food

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

I'm losing my connection to you, but i'm trying to believe